Golfshirt

{tuning: Standard (EADGBE)}
{section: Intro}
[E]  [C#m]  [E]  [C#]

[E]  I'm [B]not the [C#m]one you dream a[E]bout  [B]      [C#m]
[E] And I'm [B]not the [C#m]one who you can't [E]live w[B]ithout    {[C#] live without }
[E] I'm [B]not the [C#m]one who you w[E]anna [B]see [C#]
[E] I'm [B]not the [C#m]one who you w[E]ant [B]to be [C#m]seen with   [B]     [A]

[Ab] And when you're [C#m]tired of a[A]ll the [Ab]jerks
And you're [C#m]tired of [A]all the [Ab]work
And you're [C#m]tired of[A] being [E]hurt
You will l[Ab]ong for the [A]comfort of my [B]golf[E]shirt [C#]

I'm not the one who was an old time punkrocker
I was listening to rush and trying to feather
my hair back when all that stuff went down

I'm not the one who's in a highschoolhardcoreband
I sat in my room scoring with miss Pacman

And when you're tired of all the jerks
And you're tired of all the work
And you're tired of being hurt
You will long for the comfort of my golfshirt...........yeah

{section: Solo}
[E]No tats, [B]no piercings, no [C#m]hats, and no [A]grungebeard baby [E]yeah

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah